diva's dwelling

diva's doppleganger

...diva...

i laugh too loud. i sing all the time. i cry easily. i've been told i have the oddest sense of humor. ever. yes, i'm the one in the movies laughing when no one else gets it. the only time i dance is for my kids. they love my "rubber dance!" remember in school when you use to shake your pencils til they looked all bendy and rubbery? yeah, it's like that! ha!
i stay up late and wake up early. i see a therapist who helps keep me straight and making good decisions.
i do not speak to my mother and think this is great! I am moody, opinionated, emotional, intelligent, and empathetic. i love all things girly but mostly shoes, and have a bizarre infatuation with the following: lady gaga, celine dion, stacy london, britney spears. (how the heck does that even make sense?!) oh yeah and i am addicted to my iPhone.

YES I AM ALREADY MADLY AWAITING BREAKING DAWN!!!!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

of course, twisted slightly by yours truly who decided to add a timer so you can see just how awesome random i actually am...

60 seconds! aaaaand....go!

hey fat jesus, can i have your man-purse!?

a steam vac has been sitting in my living room for months. my floor continues to be stained, and yet the vac sits, unused, neglected...

sarah jessica parker never ever needs to move to the country. flannel does nothing for her nose.

the theme for clifford the big red dog is playing non stop in my head. i think maybe all the noggin songs replay in my head throughout the day...

please.stop.the.madness.

someone please inform me why the cutest fucking dress at gymboree had to be 36 fucking dollars? for a dress for my 6 year old!? are you kidding me?? and it was ON SALE!? i will never ever again feel bad for my wal mart/toys r us clothing purchases! EVER. and if you think less of me for this, i don't care.

*...muttering about 36 dollars for a fucking dress for a 6 year old...*

i mean, i care, but...don't we have our own shit to worry about? economy, job security, social security, ummm...etc...yeah...just sayin. enough's enough.

whoa...is my hair out?

...rick-a-rick-a reverse...

why is everytime i turn on the tv it's something about the jackson 5?

i thought we were over this shit?

are we really supposed to care that obama sent his first presidential tweet? oh, i'm sorry i shouldn't assume that's annoying to everyone. i shall rephrase: am i really supposed to care that obama sent his first presidential tweet?

is the president tweeting part of his job description? i am so picturing him in the oval office with his nose in his cell phone and a stack of unemployment figures on his desk.

who would download an app to prohibit texting whilst driving?

p.s.: avatar rocked. so i heard. i shall try to watch it today for the 2nd time & hope i don't fall asleep. again. lol